Date: Thu, 9 Jan 2014 00:56:14 -0500
From: Terry Lynn <pushrod6@gmail.com>
Subject: It Started With A Question - Chapter 13

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It Started With A Question - Chapter 13


It was a week after the big snow storm that had dumped almost 18" on the
countryside.  While there was still about 6" on the ground, the roads were
clear and dry for the most part.  It was the first day back to school for
Shawn.  He hated the sound of the alarm as it went off.  He would much
rather sink deep under the covers and reflect on everything that he and the
brothers had done during the storm.  Reflect until he shot his load all
over his taunt stomach.  Just thinking about those three amazing dicks had
his own twitching and growing.

As he reached down to softly craddle his balls and message his rigid rod,
his pleasure was interupted.

"Shawn, you better get on up and get dressed.  You don't want to be late
from school", his mom called from the kitchen.

"Shit," he whispered as the mood was broken.  Moms and school were real
buzz kills.

With one last tug, Shawn got out of bed, adjusted his dick and walked down
the hall to the bathroom.  After his morning shower, he went back to is
room and got dressed.  Grabbing a quick bite of breackfast, he was out the
door and off to school.

The morning classes drug by as no one, including the teachers, wanted to be
there.  When lunch finally came, Shawn waited in line for his food and then
found an empty table in the corner.

As he ate, he looked around the crowded room.  He spotted his friend Chris
and waved him over.  They had been in school together since third grade.
While they were friends, they weren't especially close.

"Hey man", said Chris as he sat down across from Shawn.  "Did you survive
the storm?"

"yeah.  It was a little hairy, but I made it", Shawn said, a smile creeping
across his face.

"I heard you got stuck over at Sam's place for a couple of days with no
parents."

Shawn snapped back to the present.  "Where did you hear that?"

"My little brother told me.  He and JJ are good friends."

"What else did he say?"

"Just that his folks put you in charge until the could get back", said
Chris as he took a swig of milk.

"Yeah, I guess I was.  There were four of us to start with and four of us
at the end still breathing," Shawn replied.  Then the two boys laughed and
went back to eating.

"How are your classes going," asked Chris.  "We don't have any together
this simester."

"Ok I guess," Shawn said with a shrug.  "same old same old."

"I heard that," was Chris' reply.  After a moment, he continued, "what are
you doing tomorrow?"

Shawn thought a moment, "Since it's Saturday, as little as I can get away
with.  Why?"

"I was wondering if you wanted to come over to my place and hang for a
while," Chris said between bites.  "It's been a while since we kicked
back."

Shawn was a little surprised, but gave it some thought.  He didn't have
anything else planned.  It might be fun to just hang with someone and not
think of where to put his dick.

"Sure," Shawn said.  "What time should I come over?

"Whenever is fine," Chris replied.

When Shawn woke the next morning, it was almost 9.  Coasting for a little
while longer, he finally got up and took care of his morning needs.  He
went to the kitchen to see what his mom had on tap for him to do.

"Hey sweetie," she said.  "Rest well?"

"Yeah," said Shawn with a yawn.  "I was wondering if you had anything I
needed to do for you today?"

"I can't think of anything off hand," she replied.  "Do you have any
plans?"

"Chris asked if I could come over.  Other than that I'm free."

"Then you go ahead.  Enjoy yourself."

After a simple breakfast, Shawn went back to his room and got dressed.

Shawn warmed up his car and scraped the windows.  He then took off for his
friend's house as it began to lightly snow.  In short order (after stopping
for a Pepsi), he pulled in the driveway.  He noticed all of the cars were
gone except for Chris' beatter.

Stamping the snow off of his shoes, he knocked on the door. Chris must have
heard him pull up as the door opened almost immediately.

"Hey Shawn, come on in," said Chris.

Walking into a warm family room, Shawn shook the snow out of his hair and
took off his coat.

"Hey, Dude," Shawn replied.  "Good to be out of the house for a while."

"Yeah," said Chris as he threw himself on the couch.  "Cabin fever is a
bitch."

Shawn laughed and draped himself across a big chair, facing Chris.

"What's up with you," asked Shawn.

"Nothin', man," was the reply.  "The folks are both at work and my brother
Aaron has a friend over.  When they're together, they mainly stay in his
room.  So I'm glad you came by."

"I know what you mean," said Shawn as he kicked off his Chuck's.

The two boys started talking about nothing in particular, just relaxing and
listening to Casey Kasem on the radio.  They talked about school, about the
school break and what they looked forward to come summer.

While they were talking, Shawn noticed Chris reach down and scratch his
crotch.  He didn't think anything about it until Chris began to adjust
himself more and more.

Finally, Shawn couldn't ignore it any more.

"Bad case of jock itch ya got there," he laughed.

Chris turned a little red in the face as he had his hand on his crotch at
that exact moment.

"Yeah, well," he stammered and looked away.  " I was just thinking
about...................."  Then silence.

"About what?"

"Nothin' really."

"Well if it's not the itch, what's up?"

Sitting up on the couch and looked at the floor.  Chris said, "I guess I
am.  I got a major boner."

Shawn started laughing so hard he almost fell out of his chair.

"Dude!  It's no biggie.  It happens to us all.  With me, the least little
thing can set me off."

Taken aback by his friend's openness, Chris looked at him and said, "I was
just remembering something that I have thought about since last summer and
it sort of got to me."

"Must be something if it affects you this long after," Shawn said, finally
stopping his laughter.

Chris lay back on the couch, an obvious bulge in his jeans.  Not looking
directly at Shawn, he took a deep breath and started talking before he
changed his mind.  Slowly at first, but moving faster as he went along,
Chris told of how he was checking the fence line along the creek last
summer and what he saw.  How he hid in the bushes and watched what Shawn,
Sam and Alex did with each other.  How after they left, he waded to the
sandbar and found the bottle of lotion.  How he jerked off over what he had
witnessed.  (See Chapter 10)

"That's what's been setting me off every since," Chris ended.

Shawn was in shock.  He couldn't speak, just sitting there looking at his
friend, mouth open, face red.

"You probably think I'm a perv for watching instead of leaving," Chris said
as he adjusted his bulge again.

Finally finding his voice, Shawn croaked out, "not so much.  I can't
imaging what you think of me!"

Chris looked his friend in the eyes for the first time and said, "What I
thought was that it looked like y'all were having a great time and I wish I
was in the middle of it.  To be perfectly honest, whenever I think about
it, I put myself in the action, too."

Now it was Shawn's turn to adjust his growing bulge.  "You mean it doesn't
just gross you out?"

Looking at his feet, Chris shook his head and sat up.

Both boys were silent for several minutes.  The only sounds in the room
came from the radio.

Clearing his throat, Chris finally broke the silence.

"Do you only do that with Sam and Alex or do you do it with other guys?"

Having to try three different times, Shawn finally found his voice.

"Just them is all," was all he could get out, not wanting to bring JJ into
this.

"Oh," said Chris.  "OK.  Never mind.  Please forget what I said."

"Fat chance of that," said Shawn.  Then looking closer at the top of his
friend's head, he added, "you sound kind of disappointed.  Haven't you ever
fooled around with another guy before?"

Looking up, Chris said, "Not really.  Me and Aaron took baths together when
we were little.  Maybe a little grab ass at the creek, but that's it."

"Are you saying you would like to try something?"

Chris leaned back in the couch, his bulge not so big any more.  "You want
to know the truth?"

Shawn nodded his head and sat quietly.

Chris took another deep breath and said, "the reason I invited you over
today was I was hoping I could find some smooth way to see if you wanted to
do anything with me.  Not so smooth, huh?'

Shawn had to close his mouth before he could even think of talking.

"You really want me and you to...?"

Chris nodded and gave a weak smile.  "Yeah......."

Silence fell between the boys again.

Finally shawn spoke up, "where?  I mean your brother and his friend could
walk in on us if I ripped your clothes off and attacked you here!"

"Really?"

"Yeah, really," said Shawn and started to laugh.

"We wouldn't be bothered here if you did," said Chris.  "They stay in
Aaron's room for hours.  But I see your point.  Want to come up to my
room?"

Swinging his feet to the floor, Shawn stood up.  The front of his jeans
bulged out noticabely.

"Point the way," he said.

Chris stood quickly, his jeans in the same condition and headed up the
stairs.  The boys took the steps two at a time and bounded into Chris'
bedroom.  Chris closed the door before turning to face Shawn.  He stood
there, looking, not knowing what to do.

Shawn took the lead and stripped off his shirt, shucked his jeans, peeled
off his tightie whiteies and socks and then jumped in the middle of Chris'
double bed.  Rolling onto his back, Shawn laced his hands behind is head
and grinned.

Chris was in shock.  All he could do was stare at the sight before him.  He
let his eyes travel from Shawn's face down his body to his feet and then
back up again.  He let his eyes linger on Shawn's twitching dick both
times.

Breaking out of his immobility, Chris stripped faster than Shawn had and
stood in the middle of the floor, not sure of what to do next.

Shawn looked at his friend, taking in all of him.  Chris was about his
height, but a little more muscular.  His hair was jet black.  Shawn
realized for the first time that Chris had a very cute face with perminent
demples in each cheek.  Letting his gaze travel further down, he noticed
that his friend's nipples were the smallest he had ever seen.  This caused
Shawn's dick to twitch twice and a little dribble of clear fluid to leak
out of the tip. Moving on down to the well defined abs, he saw that Chris
navel was different than any other he had studied.  It was neither an innie
nor on outie.  Instead, it was a swirl of flesh almost flush with his
stomach, almost like a fingerprint.  This cause more liquid to ooze out.

Finally, Shawn allowed himself to look at what he really wanted to see.
Chris was fully erect, his dick slightly moving in time with his heartbeat.
A thick bush of jet black hair rested below his beltline, a thin trail
starting to move up toward that beautiful navel.  But what was standing up
from this black nest took Shawn's breath away.  Though he had caught a
glimpse of Chris's dick at the creek last summer when they had all gone
skinny dipping, he was surprised to see it in full glory right in front of
him.

Chris' dick was shorter than Shawn's at maybe four and a half inches long.
But it was the diameter that shocked Shawn.  It was massively big around.
Shawn doubted that he could get his fingers around it and have them touch.
What it lacked in length, it made up for in girth.

And the head!  The rim of the head was even wider than the shaft by a good
quarter inch all the way around.  From the rim, the head was almost
himispherical in shape and the slit in the tip was very much promenent.

"Shit," whispered Shawn.  "That thing is massive!"

"Yeah, but your's is longer than mine."

"That don't matter," said Shawn.  "I wish mine was bigger around."

After a moment, Chris asked, "now what?"

Shawn tore his eyes away from the fireplug that Chris carried between his
legs.  He then sat up on the edge of the bed.

"Lock the door first and then come over here," Shawn said as he gave his
own hard rod a couple of strokes.

Chris turned to do as he was told.  Shawn watched the two perfect spheres
of the bubble butt that walked away from him. Chris then walked back over
to the bed, his stiff rod slapping each hip as he quickly walked, and
stopped in front of Shawn.

Neither boy moved for what seemed an eternity.  Slowly, Shawn raised his
left hand up and gripped the twitching shaft at it's base, aware that his
thumb and middle finger just barely touched.  Chris flinched and moaned at
the same time.  Shawn thought the feel was familier.  The smoothness of the
skin contrasted with the rigid tube of steel below.  He also noticed how
soft the thick black hair felt against the side of his trimbling hand.
Shawn began to slowly move his hand up the shaft to the head.

Chris moaned louder and braced himself by placing his hands on Shawn's bare
sholders.

After stroking the boy rod in his hand a couple of times, a drop of clear
liquid appeared at the opening of the pronounced slit.  Figuring he had to
finish what he had started, Shawn leaned forward and licked the drop away.

This was too much for Chis and his knees all but buckled beneath him.

Acting quickly, Shawn reached up and caught his friend, a hand on each butt
cheek.  As he massaged these two firm muscles, he licked the tip one more
time.  Then, opening his mouth as wide as He could, he drew Chris closer
and allowed the entire head to enter his waiting mouth, closing his moist
lips around the smooth shaft.  The fit was extremely tight, but Shawn loved
the feeling of fullness.  He began swirling his tongue around and round the
plyable flesh.

Chris moaned so loud that Shawn was concerned that Aaron would hear him.
He had never felt anything like this in his entire life!  The warmth, the
wetness, the tingling....  Instinct took over and Chris began to pump his
hips back and forth.  As he did this, more of his straining dick eased into
Shawn's wanting mouth.

With about two-thirds of the fireplug in his mouth, Shawn realized that
there was no way he could fit it all in...at least not without more
practice.  Gripping Chris' butt tightly in his hands, Shawn began to take
control of his friend's movements so that he would not gag.

Soon, Chris knew he was reaching his peak.  Rising up on his toes with
shaking legs, he tightened his grip on Shawn's shoulders and threw his head
back.  With one last thrust forward, he fell over the bluff into the abyss.
Thick, hot liquid surged out of the piss slit and filled Shawn's mouth to
capasity.  Shawn began swallowing as fast as he could so that he didn't
loose a drop.  The fire plug had turned into a firehose sending jet after
jet of cum into the waiting mouth.

Shawn worried that his friend would never stop.  After the sixth jet, the
volume began to drop off.  Finally, the last few dribbles landed on Shawn's
tongue, tasting as sweet as he had hoped.  With some effort, Shawn removed
the still twitching flesh from his mouth and allowed Chris to lay across
his bed.  In fact, he actually collapsed in a heap.

Shawn savored the lingering taste in his mouth as Chris slowly came down
from the best climax he had ever had.

"Where the hell did you ever learn to do that!??!!?," heaved Chris.

Leaning down to lick the final drop from the now deflating dick, he relied,
"I read a lot."

"Huh?"

"I'll explain later," said Shawn.  "Was it what you thought it would be
like?"

A huge grin split Chris' face.  "It was more than I could ever have
imagined!"

Looking down at his friend's crotch, Chris saw that Shawn's longer dick was
pulsing and oozing non-stop.  He reached over and placed his hand on the
straining rod of flesh.  Shawn moaned and lay back on the bed.  Without
letting go of his firm hold, Chris sat up and then knelt between Shawn's
splayed knees.

He studied the dick in his hand closely as he slowly stroked up and down.
He could tell from the way Shawn was gasping for breath that he wouldn't
last much longer.  With only a slight hesitation, Chris opened his mouth
and took in half of the straining flesh.  As he closed his lips, he swirled
his tongue around the head and flicked the slit in the tip.

This was too much for Shawn.  He bucked his hips upward, driving more of
himself into Chris' mouth.  Reflexively, Chris drew back until only the
head remained in his mouth as it erupted.  Warm liquid filled his mouth
with a strong, salty-sweet taste.

Chris swallowed as best he could, but Shawn was delivering more than he
could handle.  The thick cum dribbled from the corners of his mouth as he
tried to keep up.

Finally, Shawn's muscles relaxed and his butt eased back onto the bed.  His
balls deposited their last drops onto Chris' waiting tongue.

Releasing the deflating flesh from his lips, Chris rocked back on his heels
and looked up at his friend.  His mind swirled with all of the sensations
he had experienced in the last half hour.  All he knew for sure was that he
liked everything that had happened and wanted it to happen again...and
again.

Shawn slowly sat up on the edge of the bed and looked at Chris.  He noticed
the dribbles of cum that had collected on his friend's chin.  Reaching out
with his left hand, he scooped the remnants up and licked his fingers
clean.

"You ate your own cum," gasped Chris.

"Sure," replied Shawn.  "Why not?  I mean, I ate all of yours, too."

Chris thought about this a minute as he stood and climbed up on the bed.
"I guess it makes sense when you put it that way."

They lay on the bed next to each other, still naked, hands idley exploring
each otheres chests.  After a little while, Chris dozed off.

Shawn smiled and stood up, needing to go to the bathroom.  He walked across
the floor, his simi-hard dick leading the way, and unlocked the door.  He
opened it and strolled down the hall, forgetting that he and Chris were not
alone in the house.

Hearing a muffled groan, Shawn became aware that the door to Aaron's room
was slightly ajar.  Stopping to listen, he knew that Aaron and his friend
were doing more than playing some board game.

Shawn continued down the hall and took care of business.  Returning, he
again stopped for a moment to listen.  What he heard caused his dick to
twitch and start to grow.  He then went back into Chris room, closing the
door behind him.  Chris was still asleep, lying flat of his back, his
fireplug dick laying over to one side.  Shawn got back on the bed and began
to fondle Chris' dick and balls.  This brought Chris back from the land of
dreams with a smile on his face.

"You keep that up, you know what will happen," he said.

"Yeah," replied Shawn, returning the smile when he felt a warm hand latch
onto his own dick.

As they lay slowly stroking each other, Shawn broke the silence.  "You
really never done anything like this with another guy before?"

"No," Chris replied.  "This is the first time for me."

"Not even with your brother when y'all took baths together?"

"Hell no," said Chris, a note of shock in his voice.  "Like I told you
earlier, we took baths together when we were younger, but we never touched
each other.  That would be weird.  Besides, I don't think he knows that his
dick is for anything other than taking a leak."

"Really?"

"Yeah, really."

Shawn lay still for a minute, thinking.  Then he stood up, grabbed Chris by
his 'handle' and said, "follow me."

Having no choice but to follow, Chris asked, "where?"

Shawn did not reply, just pulled his friend across the room and opened the
door.  Touching his finger to his lips for silence, the two naked boys
stepped out into the hall.  Quietly, he led the way to the door of Aaron's
room where they stopped and listened.

In the silence, they heard Chris' younger brother whisper, " take it all.
Your mouth is so warm I want my dick to stay there forever."  This was
followed by the sound of someone with a mouth full of something trying to
respond.

The friends in the hall looked at each other, Shawn smiling....Chris
frowning.

Placing the palm of his hand on the door, Shawn slowly pushed it open.
There before them lay Aaron, naked on his bed.  Eyes closed.  Hips
thrusting up off the bed.  Between his legs knelt a boy, equally nude, in
profile.  They saw that he had his nose buried in the sparce black pubes at
the base of Aaron's dick.  Though they couldn't see it, this boy was
fondling what he carried between his legs as his mouth performed its magic
on Aaron.

Chris stood with his mouth hanging open, not believing what he was seeing.
It was obvious that his brother did know that his dick was for more than
taking a leak.

Shawn also stood with his mouth hanging open, but for a different reason.
Not only was he taking in the beauty that was the naked Aaron, he was also
seeing the boy with the mouth full of dick.  There was no mistaking the
profile of JJ!